Kevin Crows is simply an ordinary farmer who works the field for a fair wage each day and accepts life as it comes. The rewards are hard-won and the pleasures are basic. It's not the life for everyone, to be honest. A man needs an active imagination to get through long, hot days when it can be easy to get distracted. Fortunately, Kevin is not affected by this. Sometimes there are just no enough outlets for certain desires, even in the height of his virility. What then is a farmhand in solitude to do? Of course, to fantasize about the wives of his fellow farmers. Now, Becky Sue may be insane, but in this place, men tend to ignore such quirks. Besides, Becky Sue is an angel in Kevin's eyes. He would frequently withdraw into his fantasies of gradually undressing her during a heated stretch, his dick hardening beneath his dungarees. She's delicious as cherry pie in his imagination, and as her ruby red lips encircle his cock, he can't help but picture himself as a farmer, filling her with his burgeoning seed, the fruit of his loins overflowing in a bountiful harvest of cum-tastic proportions.